"I ought to have made myself a man first and a student afterward.

Then I might have been out in the rain you." She considered this, as she considered most things, gravely.

Then met it in her downright way.
"There's nothing very wrong with you, is there?
Nothing but what can be put right." "No." "Well then, you can begin again.

And begin properly." "I am thirty-five." "In that case you have no time to waste." It was a thoroughly sensible remark.

But somehow the professor did not like it.